Mr. Nobu’s Otherworld Chronicles

The day I tried turning it off because I'm tired of requesting and leveling it every time after training. Okay, well, if you think about it like this, there's nothing to do.

As I wandered around fluttering, I saw an example digging cabin in the near field.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen a face from that one. I feel like that goddess of waste is stubborn without offering.

No, you left some steamed bread in your backpack or something. Let me offer you this.

I stepped into a digging shed where no one was going to come today. 'Cause it's a temple treatment for once. The door's unlocked.

And what I saw there...

It was the look of a falling bell.

I rush to get closer and support him. My breasts are up and down so I don't seem to be dead. He also breathes properly. What the hell happened?

"Mmm...... wow, ah"

"Are you all right!? What the hell happened?

"Oh..."

"Oh?"

"I'm hungry... I haven't eaten anything in two days"

Ku ~ ~ ~ ~

A modest belly worm screams according to his appearance.

Right, right... I'm worried I lost it!

It's not sleepy to leave it like this, though. I don't mind steamed bread, but I haven't had it for two days. It's not good when I suddenly put it in my stomach. I'll mop down the apples and feed them.

"Look, you can eat this. Eat slowly without panic."

Forget the salutation. I'll bring it to your mouth with a spoon. Start off a little, get used to it a little bit and eat well. Somehow that's it, I feel like a parent bird feeding a chick.

When I finished eating the whole thing, I realized that I was finally able to calm down and judge the situation.

"Soot, I'm sorry. It was Mr. Knobsada, wasn't it? Thank you for your help. I suddenly lost consciousness and thought I might not be able to do it anymore..."

"Why don't you calm down? But why haven't you eaten in two days?

"I'm ashamed to say that I've been ill during this time and I can't make money or go to another temple to help out with the treatment center. When I go to help, I get vegetables and lunch in kind."

Bell was enthusiastic about how he would be blessed to go to the treatment center from there. But that's what I thought as I heard it. That means nothing to this temple...

But I couldn't tell you. Somehow too pitiful. Let's come by once in a while to see how things go. Now you'll regret the day Bell starved to death.

"Aren't we going to gather so much bounce or something that we have to go help?

"Guuuu.... yes. There has been no baptism since Mr. Nobsada baptized him. The treatment is also a priority for other temples…"

Hmm, that's a liberal question. Why are you being hubbed again? Whatever it takes will be too harsh.

"But the clergyman of the Temple of Arles and so on had my eyes on me, so I was able to manage my food support with the help of the treatment center. Well, sometimes you take me to dinner with you."

Isn't that just being targeted by the Chief Cleric? I may have read too much, but I'm being hubbed. Could that have anything to do with it?

"Are you the chief cleric? He's a man of great age."

Is that it or the public road? The world is tough on me. Um, I'm sorry, but I've become an apostle, and what am I supposed to do to make money so that Bell doesn't step off on a suspicious path?

But is there anything I can do?

The location of the Temple of Levelit (Digging Hut) here is not bad in itself. There are houses around and shops and soldier's stuffs in the vicinity. Then I suppose you can get some clothes if you treat them, but there may be an example treatment center with the Temple of Arles nearby. If it's modern, it's like a choice between going to a town doctor who isn't popular or going to a big hospital. And the town doctor, who had trouble with the patient not coming, went to the Grand Hospital to help. Town doctors are no longer recognized as doctors because they are always on leave.

What a negative spiral.

Bell, if you can skip the healing personality of just one person, I think it would be nice to have a regular person around the elderly in the neighborhood. Don't feel like you're going to get chewed up like you love your grandson. Or taking in the kids and fishing for their parents. I just want something to do to make it happen. Um, do you have any good ideas?

"I'm going to hang around the city to find out if there's any good hands, so leave Belle to rest for today. 'Cause I'm gonna leave this too."

Leave the leftovers fruit and bread out of the backpack.

"I'm glad you're feeling good, but you're really okay, aren't you? Please don't push me."

"For once, I'll be a believer, too. Above all, it's bad aftertaste to overlook the plight of a handful of near-age acquaintances."

"Mr. Knobsada......"

I still carry the fluttering bell to my cot and wander around the city again. Not like before we headed to the Temple of Levelit. With a clear purpose.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

I don't know what's wrong.

Assume the target audience for now and try and error what they want.

Unlike adventurers, we don't go on adventures. It doesn't get that expensive. It's easy to buy. And I like the ones that consume a lot and have a fast purchase cycle. Will that inevitably be around food?

Turn your feet toward the grocery store.

The grocery store I'm headed to has half the range of dungeon ingredients and what I bought from farmers, and is also used to purchase the Solomon Pavilion. In the meantime, this is where I bought honey and so on.

"There you are, there you are. Celery and leeks are cheap today. Thai and leeches from dungeons are also recommended. I'm gonna dance and dance."

"Hello Kuma Hatsuya. I've got some good stuff today."

"Oh, knob. You're still thin, so eat more. No adventurers."

This man is Kumahats, the owner of this store, Yaoate. It has become one of our specialties due to its luxurious hanging. The name of the store is unknown. When I first met her, she gave me the slightly less than happy nickname of Onion Folk, etc., but after I arbitrated the big fight with my daughter-in-law, it also resolved. My daughter-in-law and I are just cutting it up, but the range of products and the quality are solid, so I have come to buy some too.

When you enter the store, a variety of vegetables and fruits line up. Fish and meat are handed over to a well-preserved magic backpack, and it is time to buy them and remove them from it. Seems like a bitter way to keep it fresh in the absence of a refrigerator or something. However, it has a good reputation for offering something fresh. At the time of closing, the popularity can be seen from the fact that most of these items are covered.

I find something piled up in the corner of the store as I wander around the store. When I approached him, the apple of small balls was mountainous.

"Kuma Hatsuya, what's wrong with this apple?

"Oh, he was the farmer I was purchasing. I picked up what was troubling me because I couldn't even sell it out of sour on a small one. I was wondering if I could handle it if it was cheaper, but it still seems difficult to get my hands on the place where the acidity is too strong. I don't know what to do with this."

Is it too much to sell? A tree bill is set up that says 100 mannies a mountain. Hmm, you pinned me. Isn't this something you can use?

"Kuma Hatsuya, I'll buy all of this. And sugar and lemon."

"Is that true!? No, it helps. I'll serve you a little bit of sugar."

Thus I bought in small egg apples (large quantities), lemons, and sugar for fifty mannies, and I returned to the Temple of Levelity-style digging cabin in a whimsical manner. Upon returning, Bell slept in a small sleep. Let's try to keep the door tight. We left it open.

In the crude kitchen, I start cooking fast.

Handily peel even half of the large number of apples. When I finished peeling it all, I chopped it up into little eyes.

Add lemon juice and sugar to it and stir. Don't get tired of your hands because the quantity is quantity.

Taste after stirring without being overwhelmed. Um, it's a little sour, but if it boils, it's going to just get better.

Place some amount in the pan and simmer while taking the ac.

Once the apple becomes translucent and the broth is gone, it is complete.

Intentionally keep magic in place during these working steps. When I was making fried bread or something, I was practicing magic, and all I could do was have more encapsulation magic and taste. I don't know the reason yet, but if it's going to taste good, there's no problem... it should.

This is what I was able to do. It's just apple jam, but if it's for sale in this temple, should I give it some kind of trade name? Let's say apple, apple, eh, levelingo jam. I kind of feel like a good talk.

levelingo jam

Quality: High Quality Enclosure Magic: 10/10

Expiration date: two weeks from the date of production

Good quality apple jam that can be done with magic. Enjoy it as soon as possible because it is raw. It has a slight magic restoration effect and abundant dietary fiber, so it works great for a wife who suffers from constipation.

Whoa, that turned out better than I expected. The flavor is no worse than what I ate in Japan.

If we can advertise this well, we'll definitely sell it?

Oh, identification teacher. Expiration date display is good except when you want to know for now.

container but created a small vessel of stone with the application of a rock hand smash. Unlike embodying, the container itself remains firmly in place because it is generated by invoking what is in the ground.

Mass production of stoneware about the size of water only will be carried out with a lid and set. This is free, so the cost is cheaper. Let's also carve in patterns such as flowers, relaxing bears and bipedal cats so kids can take it. The collector soul of completing all kinds may spring up.

Now what a 200 number of stoneware levellingo jams I could do with about half the apples consumed.

The rest is fine if we can sell it here. Although, just selling isn't impactful enough, is it? Shall I refer to something?